Lyrics

Problems

Well I refuse to watch them
All the adverts on the television
They make me feel like
I’m nothing but loser
Too skinny, too fat
Who’d you think you are
Dressing like that
I don’t want be just another clone
I want an identity of my own

I don’t want to be perfect
I just want to be human
Everybody’s got their problems
Everybody’s got their problems

Well everywhere I go there are pictures on the wall
Pointing out to me all my facial flaws
Well I try to refuse, I try to resist
But I’m fighting off a permanent hypnotist
Well I try to suppress that I’m depressed
The doctor told me that I must confess
Well he gave me some pills and I’m unimpressed
Now I’m feeling so sick, I’m not feeling my best

I don’t want to be perfect
I just want to be human
Everybody’s got their problems
Everybody’s got their problems

Get the London look
Because you’re worth it
Taste the rainbow
I’m fucking lovin’ it
Maybe she’s born with it
The best a man can get
How do you eat yours?
Tell me; tell me, how do you eat yours?

I don’t want to be perfect
I just want to be human
Everybody’s got their problems
Everybody’s got their problems

All my problems … they start and end with you (repeat to end)